How the light and the colors change when you approach the sea! What a difference some kilometers make.
In Moustier-Sainte-Marie, on a beautiful hot morning, we took a little hike uphill through the flower fields and had some great views just up to Lac Sainte Croix and on this enchanted village build on the foot of its protecting mountain. Goal to this hike was a little chapel called Notre Dame de Beauvoir. You can see it from the village and it’s an ancient, dark and really silent place where you can still hear centuries of pilgrims praying for a better tomorrow.
I was completely overwhelmed when I entered this small house at the borders of Aix-en-Provence. It was here in this place where Cézanne painted all his still lifes. When I studied art at high-school, those still lives where my subject for more than a year and I knew all the objects I saw there by heart. The scenery of the room, of its garden and with its colors even made me understand some of his technical choices.
Everything is kept meticulously in its old order in this place. It’s quite a location to visit because of its complete serenity. Even if you don’t know a lot about this wonderful painter who was the biggest pioneer of Modern Art.
After the atelier we went a little further uphill to the place where Cézanne painted his numerous pictures of Montagne Sainte Victoire, one of his preferred motifs. And in the crazy hot light of the afternoon one can entirely understand, why he painted this magic mountain again and again.
On our way back from the wedding we had a short stop in Dessau and for the first time I saw the Bauhaus buildings—which I knew well, but only from books–—in reality. This visit made quite an impression on me and I started thinking if the form follows function rule, like it is used today, […]